But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
come back, come back to me
Love is contagious. When I share love, it comes back to me multiplied. Love opens every door.
I hate to lend a book I love…it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me…
Places I love come back to me like music, / Hush me and heal me when I am very tired ...